Bad B F
Consider for me for once,
please can't you.
Do the things
that you ought to do.
You know the stuff
that I'm on about.
The stuff where we
don't scream and shout.
All I want is for
you to be nice
but at what cost,
what's the price?
My love to you,
I gave it free,
giving it came easily
but you are just
a selfish bloke,
your love's a sadistic joke.
I wish you weren't
such a prick,
give your heart
a chance to tick.
Maybe then
we'd both smile.
Make a change,
don't be so vile.
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